"Your uncle said that dinner was eaten at his house, and it happened that Montan had returned. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Meng Guozhen called Meng Hao and said.

Meng Hao nodded and said, "It's okay, so as not to know what to eat outside." ”

Speaking of which, as far as Meng Hao knows, there are only two Montessori in this area, although the uncle Meng Guobao is a few years younger than his father, but his daughter Meng Dan is two years older than Meng Hao, graduated from junior college this year, just entered a state-owned bank to work, belongs to the eight-year contract teller, and can only be transferred to direct signing after working in grassroots outlets for eight years.

When Meng Hao was very young, his mother died, and his father single-handedly raised him, and his uncle and aunt's family took care of him, especially when he was in elementary and junior high school, Meng Hao often followed Meng Dan to eat.

This family affection, Meng Hao remembered it deeply in his heart, and there was no way to give it back before. It's different now, Meng Hao has a chance to repay them.

The taxi arrived at the old house in Pingfeng Village, where his uncle Meng Guobao was already waiting.

Meng Guobao is the deputy mayor of Donghu Town, and his working hours are relatively free, and the town government is not far from here, so he came to open the door.

"Xiao Hao, I haven't seen you for a few days, you've grown your spirits." Meng Guobao stretched out his hand and patted Meng Hao's shoulder and said with a smile, "I'm just thinking, no one lives in this house, or just sell him, otherwise management will be a troublesome matter, and if you put it for a few more years, I'm afraid it will rot." ”

This old mansion was left by Meng Hao's grandfather, and he didn't say who it was given to at the time, so Meng Guobao couldn't deal with it directly.

Meng Hao smiled: "Uncle, how much do you want to sell?" ”

"At least 100,000 yuan, although this is the junction of the suburbs, but the environment is good, the homestead is so wide, suitable for the elderly, with the expansion of the town in the future, maybe there will be income from demolition and landing."

Meng Hao said: "Uncle, why don't I buy it, I think the old house is very good!" ”

Meng Guobao looked at Meng Hao in surprise, "What are you buying it for?" You have a house to live in, and if you sell this house to someone else, we can still divide the money, and you have to say what money you want to pay. But you've got to give me a reason. ”

He said, while looking at Meng Guozhen, in his opinion, Meng Hao proposed this matter, it should be related to Meng Guozhen, after all, Meng Guozhen is working in the county cultural relics bureau, and the old mansion is not only left by the ancestors, but also has a certain cultural relics value, so it is normal for Meng Guozhen to buy it.

Meng Guozhen smiled bitterly and said, "National treasure, don't sell this house, in this way, according to what you said, the price will be discounted by 100,000, and I will give you your share." ”

"Brother, what do you say, if you want to keep this house, don't mention the money." Meng Guobao waved his hand and said, "I'm not short of that money, but this house really needs to be well kept, it will soon rot due to the wind and sun, and the lack of management." ”

Meng Guozhen looked at Meng Hao, on the matter of the old mansion, he was ready to let Meng Hao take the idea, what Meng Hao told him before made him a little confused until now.

Meng Hao smiled and said, "Uncle, then I'm welcome." ”

"Who's kind to you!" Meng Guobao said, opened the door of the old mansion, and then threw the key to Meng Hao and said, "From now on, this mansion is yours." ”

Meng Hao took the key and put it in his pocket, looking at the signs of the dilapidated ancient mansion, he was quite expectant in his heart, whether he could find the clues of the Heavenly Master Ancestor.

Meng Guozhen said: "National treasure, you are still at work, let's go get busy first, Meng Hao and I will take a look here." ”

Meng Guobao nodded and said, "It's okay, let's have two drinks later." ”

After Meng Guobao left, Meng Guozhen asked Meng Hao suspiciously: "What are you looking for?" ”

Meng Hao nodded and said, "Yes, I think the old ancestor should have left something here, but it is still there." ”

Meng Guozhen said regretfully: "It's a pity that the house has been damaged, and many things are gone." ”

This house is one of the oldest houses in Pingfeng Village, built in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, with a blue brick house, there are many cracks in the wooden pillars in the house, and there are many holes eaten by small insects, with a sense of historical vicissitudes.

The house is divided into two parts: the main courtyard and the side courtyard, and the main courtyard is a four-fold and three-courtyard structure, which is in the shape of "eye". Walk along the entrance avenue paved by strips of bluestone, step on five layers of stone steps into the patio paved by bluestone slabs on the ground, and plant a longan tree on the left and right, but unfortunately the one on the right was cut down very early, leaving only a stump, and the one on the left is hundreds of years old, with lush branches and leaves, scattering a piece of greenery.

Through the patio, enter the middle hall, high and spacious, there are six thick Nanmu corridor pillars on the left and right, and the pillar base is the stone carving of the green lion and white elephant, lifelike.

"Obviously, all the layouts here are exquisite, and they should be from the hands of Heavenly Master Ancestor." Meng Hao thought secretly in his heart, and his heart was more and more full of expectations for this trip.

His father, Meng Guozhen, walked a little slower and fell behind a lot, and he was pondering the house with the eyes of a cultural relics researcher, and he had to observe every carving for a long time.

Meng Hao climbed the stairs and entered the main hall, and at a glance he saw the shrine directly opposite, covered with dust, and several cobwebs crisscrossing it.

On the shrine, a broken tablet of the god lord was tilted upside down, and Meng Hao stood on the old table of the eight immortals under the shrine, took down the tablet of the god lord, and blew it with his mouth, and suddenly the dust was misty and could not be dispersed for a long time.

This tablet should be some years old, and the damaged parts are a little blackened, and the words on it are blurred.

"Hey, what kind of frame is this, it looks like it's still intact." Meng Hao's gaze fell on a rectangular frame, a bit like a picture frame, which looked very textured, not like it was made of ordinary wood.

Pick it up, stretch out your hand and shake it, all the dust on the frame falls down, the color of the frame is dark black, slightly glowing, stretch out your finger and flick it on it, making a crisp sound.

"This frame is so strange, it looks like wood, but when you knock it out, there is a metallic texture sound, what kind of material is it?"

What made Meng Hao even more puzzled was that he felt a little familiar with this frame in his heart, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, Meng Hao's heart moved, and he reached out from his backpack and took out the strange picture scroll.

Isn't the size of the frame just the right size for the weird picture?

Could it be that this is the clue left by the Heavenly Master Ancestor?

Meng Hao was very excited in his heart, jumped down, wiped it on the table, then laid down the picture frame flat, unfolded the strange picture scroll with both hands, tried to compare, and sure enough, the size was the same.

"It's supposed to be a set." Meng Hao pondered in his heart, the strange picture scroll contains the Sutra of Salvation left by the Heavenly Master Ancestor, what is the use of this picture frame in the old mansion?

A faint yellow light emerges from the frame, gradually covering the scroll.

As soon as Meng Hao lowered his head, he happened to see this scene, and his eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

What's going on, should the frame and the scroll be merged?